I feel sick. Martha's right, bottling up is not healthy, but I seem suddenly to be teetering on the endge of a full social collapse, pushing my dearest friend till I dared her to drop me, estranging myself from another, not seeking out a third, and not speaking to my lover in weeks. I haven't called a Bennington friend in I don't know how long.
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Love you dear. Happy winter.
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